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** Harry POV*
Neville and Harry looked at the books and the complicated spell work to remove the blocks. It was hard work, and it would make magic more attuned to them.
"You ready?"
Neville nodded and raised his wand and performed each of the spell listed to remove each block. He was nervous - what if he hurt Harry? What if he did something wrong? And killed the boy who lived?
Finally, Neville finished and Harry felt better. "Cast a spell Harry, see how it works."
"Lumos" the whole room lit up and the two boys covered their eyes before they were blinded.
"Quick Harry, cast Nox!"
Harry fumbled for his wand and cast the spell and the two safely removed their hands from their eyes.
Neville chuckled "Looks like we're going to have to learn how to control our magic."
Harry nodded, "your turn" and proceeded to perform similar spells to the ones Neville had performed on him.
Finally, the two boys covered their eyes and Neville cast Lumos. The room wasn't as bright, but still very bright.
"Now what?" asked Harry.
"Well your dad said we should train, so train we shall. I think we should make a schedule for each day. We should study each subject for an hour each day, but also work on defense especially since you're in the tournament. Your dad also said to learn Occlumency, and I think we should learn our talents that Dumbledore had blocked."
Neville took a deep breath "I also think we should study Ancient Runes. It seems to be most helpful, and from your stories, Voldemort hasn't been defeated. If so, we need to study things that will help us defeat him - not Divination and Care of Magical Creatures."
Harry responded "I think we should exercise to help us work longer and be more fit if we were to duel. I also think you should learn to fly - at least be comfortable on a broom."
Now in agreement, the two boys created a schedule.
7:00 Wake Up
7:05 Exercise
7:30 Breakfast
8:00 Charms
9:00 Break/Snack
9:05 Occlumency/Legilimency
10:05 Break/Snack
10:10 Defense
11:30 Lunch
12:00 Transfiguration
1:00 Break/Snack
1:05 Animagus Training
2:05 Break/Snack
2:10 Herbology
3:10 Break/Snack
3:15 Elemental magic (Neville) & Metamorphmagus (Harry)
4:15 Break/Snack
4:20 Dueling Practice
5:30 Dinner
6:30 Flying
7:00 Triwizard Tournament Preparation
8:00 Break/Snack
8:05 History of Magic
9:10 Meditation
9:30 Free Time
10:30 Sleep
** Neville's POV **
"Harry, look it's already 10!" Neville exclaimed, pointing to the clock.
Harry looked up from the paper where he was jotting down the schedule. "Right! Merlin, time passed quickly."
"Why don't we figure out all the functions of the room and then rest for the night" suggested Neville, still getting used to becoming assertive.
Harry nodded in agreement. Along parchment about the room materialized in front of them.
They learned that anything they needed the room would be able to provide if you asked for it specifically - whether in your thoughts or out loud.
"Look here Harry" Neville pointed to a line.
Harry read it aloud "Other occupants may be able to enter the room as long as they either wish to find the occupants within the room or wish for the same room. If they wish for a different room, another room will appear for them and the two rooms will be able to coexist at the same time. If the occupants within the room wish to ban access to the room from certain people, they must ask the room to do so and should those people attempt to enter, they will be barred entrance and the room will not work for them."
Processing the information quickly, Harry said "Merlin's beard! Should we just ban access to everyone except the two of us?"
Neville nodded and proceeded to ask the room. Nothing happened. "Do you think it worked?"
Neville shrugged. "Let's hope so."
The two boys then designed their space. There were to be three floors. At the top floor, there were their beds. Each boy had a separate bathroom and bedroom. In the second floor, they had a kitchen. "That reminds me" said Neville, "How are we going to get food if the room can't provide food?"
"Hmm… Maybe we could get Dobby? I wonder how to call him" mused Harry. He focused, and a table for two materialized. Neville continued working on the kitchen.
All of a sudden, the two wizards heard a pop behind them. They both turned around, clutching their wands in their pockets, relaxing their grip when they saw Dobby. "Dobby, how did you get here?"
"Dobby can hear Master Harry Potter sir's call anywhere. He can bypass any wards to get to the great Harry Potter."
Harry flushed red and Neville hit Harry playfully, laughing "The little guy loves you."
"Dobby, just call me Harry. This is my friend Neville."
"Nice to meet the great Harry Potter's best friend. Neville must be a great wizard if he is a friend of the great Harry Potter."
Now it was Neville's turn to blush. "What did the great Harry Potter and his best friend Neville want Dobby for?"
Neville explained the situation about food and how they were in a timed room. Dobby nodded, bobbing his head enthusiastically "Yes, Dobby would be able to help. Masters would need food every minute, if Dobby were to live outside the time function. Yes, Dobby thinks that Dobby can live in the room with masters if masters don't mind. Dobby thinks Dobby should be able to disappear from Hogwarts for three hours."
Harry glanced at Neville, who nodded, "That would be great Dobby. Thank you."
"Dobby was wondering…"
"Yes Dobby?" asked Neville.
"Dobby was wondering if Dobby would be able to form a bond with great Harry Potter sir. It is Dobby's greatest wish to serve the great Harry Potter sir."
"I thought you liked being free Dobby?"
"Dobby likes being free from the evil Malfoys, but if Dobby could serve Harry Potter that would be his greatest dream."
Harry paused "If you are to be my elf, you must be paid. Additionally, you must wear a uniform. Not clothes Dobby, a uniform."
Dobby nodded "One galleon a week."
Harry shook his head "That is way too little. Five galleons a week."
"One galleon a week is the most Dobby could accept."
"Three galleons a week. You may spend them on socks or however you wish."
"If that is what Master Harry wants."
"How do you do the bond?"
Dobby snapped his fingers and a bright light enveloped the two fo them. "The bond is completed."
Harry smiled "Welcome to the family, Dobby."
Dobby smiled and wrapped his arms around Harry's legs, excited. "Thank you Great Master Harry Potter Sir."
"Dobby, I order you to call me Harry."
"Yes Ma- Harry."
Harry smiled. "Let's make a room for you."
Dobby shook his head "No master Harry I can live in any closet"
"No Dobby, I insist. How about you can live on the second floor, instead of on the third floor with us."
Dobby nodded, that was more acceptable. He focused, and next to the living space a small door appeared. Inside was a small cozy place, with a place for Dobby to sleep and knit socks.
For the rest of the second floor, there was a living space, with what Harry called a "telly." Apparently, the room could make muggle elektronics work with magic. Also on that floor was a study room for Neville and Harry.
On the bottom floor, there was a pool and a track, as well as a dueling arena, that could change to different environments. There was also a Quidditch pitch and a greenhouse. If you were to exit the bottom floor, there was a large woody area that simulated an outdoor environment, should one of them desire fresh air as they imagined after three months of living there it would seem quite cramped.
"Wow, this is amazing!" exclaimed Harry, as he appeared in a splash in the pool. For some reason, a muggle concept called a "water slide" amused him, and he had asked the room to build one from his bedroom and the third floor into the pool. He offered Neville a go, but it was too much right away for Harry. The muggle concept of an "elevator" fascinated Neville, who thought that Hogwarts should employ such a thing as the stairs were often confusing. Neville thought that the elevator was helpful here.
"Night Nev" yelled Harry from his room.
"Night Harry" yelled Neville back from his room. He soon drifted off to peaceful sleep - without Ron's dreadful snoring. "The next three months are going to be the best months of his life!" was his last thought.